Element that utters doves, angels and cleft flames, The bees of Helicon and the cloudy houses, Impulse of music and the word's equipoise, Dancer that never wearies of the dance That prints in the blown dust eternal wisdom Or carves its abstract sculptures in the snow, The wind unhindered passes beyond its trace. But from a high fell on a summer day Sometimes below you may see the air like water, The dazzle of the light upon its waves That flow unbroken to the end of the world. The bird of god descends between two moments Like silence into music, opening a way through time. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LATE LEAVES by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR OVERTONES by WILLIAM ALEXANDER PERCY THE PITY OF THE LEAVES by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON MAUDE CLARE by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI SEVEN AGES OF MAN, FR. AS YOU LIKE IT by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE MY PICTURE-GALLERY by WALT WHITMAN |